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Horse Sense
It was that decisive vision...
that distinguished the cause,
he knew its reference and that
privy would preclude their feign.
He entered, entered and now...
artless times past are erased
as Delphian design strokes
his image anew, and but
too, in what's old motif
To put an old horse
out to pasture
when new barns
have hay?
Nay or... Neigh?
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Come to think of it, I was wandering all my life what to do with my old horse. Now I know!